Garrett: A M/m BDSM Romance (Bound & Controlled Book 1)

by Shaw Montgomery

  Garrett made quick work of opening Wyatt’s jeans and letting them slide to the floor. He made no move to hide how sexy he found his boy. If he hadn’t wanted the sub soft, he would have done more than just admire him.

  Wyatt was wearing the tiniest pair of boxer briefs that Garrett had ever seen outside the club. They cupped his package beautifully, but they were tiny enough that his dick poked out the top, giving Garrett all kinds of sexy ideas. Reaching out, he slid the briefs over Wyatt’s hardening length. That wouldn’t do. Taking the base of Wyatt’s cock tightly in his hand, he kept the boy from getting any more erect.

  “You’re beautiful, Sweet. However, I can’t have your cock hard right now.” For many subs, a little bit of pain would soften their erections. However, from the way his boy took to his spanking, Garrett wasn’t going to bet on that working. “I need you to focus on something else for a minute. I want your pretty cock soft today. We’ll play with the ring while you’re hard another day.”

  “Yes, Master.” Wyatt took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Garrett wasn’t sure what he was thinking of, but he quietly waited for the sub to do his best to bring his half-hard erection under control. It took a little while, but eventually, the boy’s cock was soft enough that Garrett was satisfied.

  Quickly slipping the cock ring over him, Garrett had the boy wrapped up beautifully in seconds. Now that they weren’t going to have to worry about Wyatt’s erection any longer, Garrett didn’t fight his need to touch the sub. “Good boy. You did very well. I think you’re going to deserve a reward later.”

  Wyatt shivered and opened his eyes. “Thank you, Master.”

  Garrett loved the feel of a sub’s trapped cock. Something about denying the boy not only permission to come but the ability to become hard was incredibly erotic. Even soft, Wyatt wasn’t small, and that just made it sexier. “You’re stunning like this, Sweet. We’re going to have to keep you like this more often.”

  Another shiver rolled through Wyatt and he licked his lips.

  “I like seeing you confined. Knowing you can’t even get hard without my permission is addicting.” Teasing Wyatt’s flaccid length between his fingers, he could see the sub’s growing arousal even though his cock couldn’t react. It was going to be a long day for the boy. It should keep his mind off his worries though.

  With one last gentle caress, he gave the boy’s soft dick a pat. “Very good. Now as long as you haven’t changed your mind about privacy, turn around for me. We’re not done quite yet.”

  Wyatt nodded and shuffled around, looking so cute with his pants still down around his ankles. The boy’s ass was a work of art. High and full, with perfectly split cheeks that let his little hole peek out as he moved. Cupping the boy’s bottom, Garrett gave it a squeeze. “Oh yes. We are going to be keeping you naked as much as I can, Sweet. Now open up your legs and bend over. I need your pretty little hole. We’re going to keep you nice and distracted today.”

  He could already hear the strain in the sub’s voice as he answered. “Yes, Master. Thank you.” Wyatt spread his legs as much as his pants would allow and bent over.

  So damned sexy.

  Lubing up two fingers, Garrett kept one hand on Wyatt’s lower back, trying to keep him steady. Yes, the bed or even over his lap would be easier for the boy, but this would make him feel deliciously submissive. Bending over and presenting himself like this to his master in a way that would make him feel almost used.

  “So sexy. And such a good boy.” Garrett let one finger tease his boy’s tight entrance. His little pucker twitched and a sexy moan escaped his boy. “That’s it. Let me hear how much you want this. How much you want to be on display for your master. How much you want to please me. How much you want to be used.”

  Needy little sounds escaped his sweet sub and Garrett relished the sexy noises. However, this was just the starting point. His boy was going to be desperate by the time the day was over. Carefully sliding one finger in, Garrett started opening the boy and carefully working the lube around. Even if the plug was small, Wyatt would be wearing it for a while and he wanted the sub comfortable.

  Maybe comfortable wasn’t the right word, but he didn’t want Wyatt to be sore by the end of the day. He had plans for the evening that didn’t include a sub too tender to play. When he was accepting one finger easily, Garrett added the second. Carefully working to stretch his sub just enough for the plug, Garrett watched as the boy fought to stay still. It was getting much more difficult for the sexy sub.

  However, Garrett wasn’t trying to get him too turned on. So he slowly removed his fingers and brought the plug up to his boy’s stretched hole. He gently pressed the slim toy and watched as Wyatt’s body stretched around it seductively.

  Once it was seated, he gave the sub’s sexy bottom another pat. “Wait just like this. I’m going to clean up but I don’t want you to move. I like seeing you like this.”

  Wyatt let out another little moan but nodded. “Yes, Sir.”

  “Good boy.”

  Walking into the adjoining bathroom, Garrett quickly washed his hands and came back out to his boy. Oh yes. He was going to keep the boy as naked as possible. He looked incredible.

  “You’ve done such a good job. Stand up now and we’ll get you dressed again. We need to head out so we’re not late.”

  Wyatt straightened up and waited for instructions. Perfect sub. “You may get dressed, Sweet.”

  Pulling his pants up, Wyatt wiggled a little and Garrett could see he was struggling to ignore the plug in his ass. Garrett didn’t plan on letting him get too used to it but the sub could try. When he was dressed again, Garrett had him do a little turn to make sure his toys weren’t visible.

  “There we go. No one will know but us how sexy you look under your clothes.”

  Wyatt wasn’t embarrassed, but he looked relieved no one would see. Almost too relieved. Maybe it was just that he was nervous about meeting Garrett’s family but he was starting to think it might be something else. Wyatt had mentioned the club before but maybe that had been the only place outside his home that he’d played.

  The problem would have to wait for another time. They had places to be.

  “All right. Let’s go. I think we’ve kept your friend waiting long enough.” Garrett took Wyatt’s hand and led them back out to the kitchen where Carter was waiting, trying to look very nonchalant.

  Carter looked up and gave Wyatt a look, only relaxing when his boy smiled and gave him a wink. Cheeky little thing. Grabbing up the brownies, Garrett looked around the kitchen. “Do we need anything else?”

  “No, I don’t think so, Master.”

  Carter chimed in. “Are you sure I don’t need to bring anything? I feel weird going with nothing.”

  “No, don’t worry about it. There’s a list and everyone is assigned something to bring. If you enjoy yourself and want to keep coming, then they’ll put you on the list too. Otherwise, relax and have fun. There’s always plenty of food.” There were usually tons of leftovers. Some weeks, depending on what was on the menu, Garrett had leftovers for days.

  He leaned over and gave Wyatt a quick kiss on the cheek. “If they eat all this you’ll make me another, right? This will be the best dessert ever.”

  Wyatt laughed and shook his head. “What did you bring last time you got dessert?”

  Garrett knew he looked sheepish. “That’s not the point. I just want to make sure I get some.”

  “I think that is the point but I’ll let you get away with it for now. If I end up having to make another one, you’re going to have to fess up.” Wyatt gave him a wicked grin. “I bet one of your brothers would tell me if I asked.”

  “You cheat as bad as the rest of the family. You’re going to fit right in.”

  CHAPTER 12

  Wyatt

  Garrett might have had a good idea.

  When it became clear what he was going to do, Wyatt had been skeptical that it would work…and turned on and slightly embarrassed and then really
turned on. It turned out Garrett’s idea might not have been that crazy after all. Wyatt was definitely more relaxed and felt more like he usually did when he was kneeling for his Dominant.

  This time, it was just without the kneeling or the obvious submission.

  At least, he hadn’t knelt yet. The fact that they’d only been there about thirty seconds may have had something to do with it. Walking around to the back of the large ranch home, the weight of the plug and the comforting hug of the cock ring kept him from panicking.

  He could do this. They’d always been very nice, even if he hadn’t realized he’d met them before.

  Thankfully, it wasn’t that big of a deal when they came around the back. Garrett took a minute and pointed out everyone to them. That was when it hit him that he had met everyone. Brent was the man who’d answered a hypothetical claims question. Bryce had been a teasing funny guy who’d been driving the receptionist crazy one day. And Grant had been the large brooding man who Wyatt had seen coming out of Garrett’s office.

  Brent and a few other people raised their hands and called out a quick hello. Grant shook his head and made a big deal of looking at his watch. “We were starting to think you’d run off with the dessert.”

  “Don’t be an ass. At least try to make a good impression. Mom wouldn’t be pleased to hear you tried to run off Wyatt and his friend. She’s excited to hear I’m finally settling down.”

  Wyatt hadn’t heard that smirking, I’m–better–than–you–are voice before from Garrett. It was eye opening. To him, Garrett had always been the sexy, out-of-reach Dom, but he was starting to see a different side. One that liked making his brothers nuts. It was cute.

  “Now who’s being an ass? Mom would have my hide!” Grant threw what looked like a roll at Garrett, just missing him. Unfortunately, it bounced off Carter instead, who stood there shocked.

  Neither Wyatt nor Carter knew what to do. Their families weren’t like this at all.

  “Shit! I’m sorry.” Grant’s words had everyone in the backyard looking in their direction.

  “Are you okay?” Garrett turned towards Carter and tried to see if he was hurt.

  Carter laughed, then tried to reassure him. “It was a roll, not something dangerous. I’m fine.”

  “Way to make a good impression, jackass,” Garrett growled at Grant.

  “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hit you. I was aiming for that tattle-tale over there.” He tilted his head in Garrett’s direction but seemed to be refusing to talk to him. “Are you sure you’re okay? I didn’t mean to hit you.”

  Carter blushed and looked down at the ground, mumbling something Wyatt couldn’t hear. Grant evidently heard him though because his head came back and he laughed. Carter’s blush went into overdrive and he looked mortified. This time Wyatt heard his words. “Where’s a rock when you need to crawl under something?”

  Grant laughed even harder. Garrett was looking at his brother like he’d never seen him before. Wyatt was missing something.

  Grant managed to get ahold of himself and stopped laughing. He held out his arm like someone from one of those old timey movies, where men wore suits and were very suave. “May I show you where the drinks are located?”

  Carter looked like he wasn’t sure if Grant was being serious, but when he made up his mind he just smiled and nodded. “Thank you, Sir.”

  As they moved away from Wyatt and Garrett, Grant leaned down and whispered something to Carter. Whatever it was had Wyatt’s friend blushing again but this time it looked more like flirting than embarrassment. Very interesting.

  “I’ll be damned.”

  “So that’s not normal for Grant?”

  “Nope. Not normal at all. Very curious.” Garrett shook his head. “All right, let’s go set these down then I’ll introduce you to everyone.” Then his voice dropped to a husky whisper. “Later, I have to check to make sure your toys aren’t hurting you.”

  It wasn’t a question so Wyatt gave the naughty man a little smile. “I understand, Master.”

  Wyatt had never worn any toys out in public. The idea was…shocking. Yes, he knew other subs who wore things like cock rings and even full cages all the time but Richard had never made him do anything like that. And it would have never occurred to Wyatt to decide to do something like that on his own. Sure he liked his toys when he was alone, but that was at home with the door locked.

  Not out in public.

  Master had just seemed so…decisive about it earlier. He knew what he was going to do to help pull Wyatt back from the edge of panic and it worked. He felt centered and calm, like he did when they were at home together or even talking on the phone.

  Part of his worries had been because he wasn’t sure how Garrett was going to act when they were out in public. Wyatt knew Garrett had said he wasn’t going to hide who they were, and the office had given some strength to his statement, but it was still a lot to take in.

  There was no more time to worry about it, though.

  As they moved over to the table where the food was laid out, Brent came over. “You actually brought something real this time. I’m impressed.” Then he grinned and looked at Wyatt. “Thank you for making something, because we all know he didn’t go to this kind of effort for us.”

  “My boy, my dessert. I told you that earlier. I get to claim credit too.” It came out very dry and matter of fact but there was laughter in Garrett’s eyes.

  Wyatt couldn’t control the blush that crept over his face. He wasn’t sure how to respond. He loved the possessive sound in his master’s voice but it was a lot more open than he was used to. He looked at Brent and finally decided on a short, “Thank you.”

  Brent couldn’t seem to help poking at Garrett. “See, even he agrees. It was his dessert.”

  Wyatt had to fight off a smile. Was this what he’d missed by being an only child? Suddenly he was much more thankful for his lack of siblings. Garrett looked at him with this stern sexy look.

  “Were you agreeing with him? Hmm, I’m not sure that’s a good idea, Sweet.” The growl in Garrett’s voice made Wyatt shiver.

  “No, Sir. I was just being polite.” Wyatt desperately wanted to know the punishment for agreeing with Garrett’s brother but it didn’t seem like the best time for that. The audience, and all.

  “Good boy.” Garrett took a step closer.

  Wyatt wasn’t sure what would have happened but Brent piped up before his master could close the distance. “Get a room, you two.”

  Coughing and choking in surprise, Wyatt couldn’t decide where to look. There were just too many people. He finally decided on making a thorough study of Master’s shirt.

  “Where are your manners? You’re not supposed to embarrass him the first time I bring him over. Good first impression, remember?” His master’s voice was filled with frustration.

  “What? I’m behaving. You should have been here earlier when Grant and Bryce were arguing about the salad. Some of the shit they said made me blush.”

  Even Wyatt could see the deflection to another sibling but Garrett fell for it. “Why were they fighting over it?”

  “I don’t know. Something about Bryce bringing the wrong one. Grant was growling about wanting the other dressing and Bryce exploded. Bryce just told him if he wanted someone to boss around and drive crazy he should go get laid, not take it out on him. Then Grant went off, and it got colorful.” Brent smirked and glanced over at Wyatt before going into more detail on the crazy insults. “Bryce is a switch, so it makes it so much easier to fight with him. You can go either way, all the insults work.”

  Wyatt couldn’t think of a polite response to that. He wondered if it was rude to think they were strange.

  Probably.

  Maybe it wasn’t that they were strange…they were just completely unlike anything he was used to. His family ignored the fact that he was gay as much as they could. The fact that he was submissive was hidden so deep you’d need a treasure map to find it. He couldn’t imagine anyone in hi
s family telling him to go get a Dom and blow some steam off because he was an ass.

  It felt like he was watching some kind of reality TV show.

  “Um, okay.” He still wasn’t sure if a response was required but he didn’t want to be rude.

  Garrett laughed and shook his head at Brent. “Troublemaker.” Then he turned to Wyatt and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. “Come on. Let’s go say hi to everyone else.”

  Garrett walked them around the spacious backyard. There weren’t that many people, Garrett’s brothers and some people from work primarily. It was nice. He already knew more people than he expected and no one was surprised at his relationship with Garrett even though they kept things pretty vanilla. Well, vanilla with some sprinkles maybe. But overall, not outrageous.

  The whole being open thing was still weird but after a while it didn’t feel as wrong.

  He didn’t have to constantly watch what he said about Garrett or how he responded. If he said “Sir” or “Master” instead of just Garrett no one blinked. If he responded to a question by saying he would let Garrett make that decision, no one thought it was weird. They expected it or at least understood how the dynamics probably worked in their relationship.

  So maybe being accepted was weird.

  It was a kind of weird he could get used to, though.

  It was a kind of weird he hadn’t realized he’d been missing.

  The food was good, and it was an insane relief to see that everyone loved his brownies…their brownies. Garrett was still saying he got credit too. There was definitely a story behind it. Wyatt thought he would have to corner one of his master’s brothers to get the scoop.

  Not that Master was going to let him out of his sight that long.

  Garrett had stuck by Wyatt’s side all afternoon. His master hadn’t gotten more than five feet from him and as much as it probably looked like Garrett was hovering, Wyatt appreciated it. It was another constant reminder that his master was there to take care of him.